Fear of attaining grandest of desires,

In itself riddled with more fear.

Remaining in untruths of own reality,

Continuing days in fear.

Speaking truths,

Falling on deaf ears.

No more deaf than our own.

Seeing truth,

Whilst failing to understand this truth.

Allowing these truths,

Understanding truth.

Our understanding remains,

In unknowing of our own understandings.

Our truths remain,

In a mysterious world of unknown.

Magical and unfolding,

Through our thoughts extending passed our own.

From nothing,

All things.

Reality is born…Ani Po